≈ Ch. 24: TOTAL FAILURE ≈
~ A sinking ship ~
Watching Vesper going away, slowly walking toward the setting sun, made Jason feel terribly sad. He hadn’t forgotten what Vesper did to him, nor did he condone Vesper’s arrogant, violent nature; but still, Vesper was part of Eclipse, was one of them. He turned around, and while walking toward the base, a word came to Jason’s lips, almost by itself: “Coward…!”
Yes, Jason reckoned, Vesper was nothing but a coward, abandoning the sinking ship that way. Because –there was no other way to describe it– Eclipse was doomed: what once had been a beautiful starship, and now was a sprawling underground base, was sinking into the nothingness. In that moment, the Eclipsians needed each other’s support like never before, but Vesper wouldn’t be there when Eclipse needed him.
Jason shook his head ruefully, reaching the glass sliding doors of the Entrance Hall; only at that moment he realized that the ferocious rays of the twin Suns didn’t burn on his skin at all. It was hot, outside, but he vividly remembered the horrible sensation he felt the first time, when the sun rays felt like slowly burning him from inside, draining his energy and his life.
When inside, he quickly climbed down to the Main Hall, and found it teemed with people, voices overlapping in a frantic, alarmed clamor. Jason’s eyes caught Archon still standing on the doorframe to the Birth Room, his eyes filled with unspeakable sadness. Jason tried to go to him, but the Eclipsians blocked him, hoping for a comforting word, a wise thought, anything could alleviate their fear.
“We’re doomed, aren’t we?”, “Boba-Maiii help us!”, “Can’t you really do anything?”
Jason felt his own heart sink, but soldiered on, trying to comfort the Eclipsians and soothe their fears; he slowly moved across the crowd, trying to reach Archon, but many hands held him back, pleading, asking for attention, begging for hope that Jason couldn’t possibly offer.
With great effort, Jason reached the few steps leading to the Birth room; he locked eyes with Archon for a moment, but the old man turned around and walked away with slow, tired steps, heading to the Antechamber. Jason turned to face the Eclipsians crowding the Main Hall, met their anxious gazes and thought that, at the very least, they deserved a word of encouragement. He raised a hand and quickly the hall fell silent.
“I won’t lie to you: there is nothing that I can do. Not even Boba-Maiii can revive Pearl. But our life doesn’t end here, Eclipse doesn’t cease to exist at this very moment. I wish I could tell you that we’re not doomed, but I can’t. And yet, I say to you: courage! Don’t give up! Live your life to the fullest, cherish the company of your friends, love and support one another without fear or shame! Boba-Maiii hasn’t forsaken us; he’ll keep helping, provide food, give shelter as before… but He needs you to be strong! Stand tall, make your days count, and take everything life still has to offer!”
Jason’s words echoed off the walls and quickly trailed to a rueful silence. Some men were nodding with vigor, some others were shaking their head, but what touched his heart was seeing the youngsters smile at him, with wet eyes. Eclipse wouldn’t die until those eyes were filled with that sparkle of youthful passion.
“Love each other without fear or shame?” – Deimos chuckled walking close to Jason – “Are you inviting people to delve head-on into man-sex?”
“Have they any other option?” – Jason replied, obviously not in the mood for jokes – “Vesper’s gone away for this very reason.”
“Vesper? Did he go away?”
“To never come back. And I don’t blame him. I’m actually in pain for him, because it’s not easy to survive out there, alone. Though, from what I’ve seen, it won’t be easy to survive here, either. Why people should stick to their job day by day, knowing that in the end it will be useless?”
“Because, as a wise man recently said” – Deimos replied with a smile that felt like a caress on Jason’s heavy heart – “we should enjoy to the fullest everything life still has to offer…”
Deimos grabbed Jason by the waist and pulled him close, leaning down to kiss him. Jason gave him an alarmed glance: “We are in the Main Hall! In front of everyone!”
“Without fear or shame, you said…” – Deimos replied, and locked lips with Jason in a long, passionate kiss that didn’t go unnoticed. Amused chuckles and witty comments buzzed in Jason’s ears, but he didn’t care. When their lips parted, Jason’s knees felt weak and his face was flaming, but the renewed strength he felt rising inside him made him smile: “Thank you, Deimos. You are… everything to me. I’d be lost without you. But now let me go to Archon, I’m in pain for him, and he needs my support.”
“I’ll wait for you in my room” – Deimos replied, smiling, and went away.
~ A hurting Guardian ~
Jason quickly entered the Birth Room, where the attendants had mercifully covered Pearl and the blood-soaked bed with a white linen, and headed to the Antechamber. Inside, Archon was standing in front of the Altar, looking at it with a grieving expression.
“I couldn’t save her…” – he said in a sad tone without even turning to Jason.
“You couldn’t possibly save her, Archon. Don’t blame yourself.”
Archon didn’t seem comforted at all, and Jason moved closer, searching for his gaze: “Guardians are given a great responsibility, Archon, but… no one prepares us to the role. We’re bound to bear a great burden over our shoulders, people expect us to always do the right thing, but the truth is that we’re just men. Neither you, nor I, nor all the Guardians who came before us could have changed Pearl’s fate. Nobody could’ve saved her.”
Archon cautiously glanced to the Temple and murmured: “But if I had found the courage to enter the Temple, maybe Boba-Maiii could’ve saved her…”
Jason’s heart thumped hard, as he knew well that inside the Temple there was a state-of-the-art medical bay that probably could have saved Pearl’s life; but he didn’t want to add to Archon’s pain: “Boba-Maiii can’t do anything. Don’t blame yourself.”
The older Guardian looked at Jason with a weak, warm smile: “How sweet of you lying this way to make me feel better. I wish I could believe you, but I know you too well to know when you’re hiding something. Is your offer still valid?”
“My… offer?”
“To bring me to the Temple when I felt ready. I can’t say I’m really ready, but it’s about time I overcome my fears… even though I feel it’s too late, now.”
“So be it.” – Jason replied, unsure – “But know that it won’t be easy for you. There’s nothing to be afraid of, inside, but… it won’t be easy.”
Jason and Archon entered the small entrance painted in black and soon the door at the opposite end slid sideways to let them in. “Laudon” – Jason said when they were inside the office – “this is Archon”.
“You’re welcome, Archon. And before you run away like last time, let me tell you that I’m not Boba-Maiii and I’m not going to kill anyone. I’m here to help. I’m Laudon, I’m here, I’m everywhere.”
Archon’s eyes widened, putting together the pieces of the puzzle: “Laudon?”
“Life Applications Universal Distribution Operations Network. Laudon for short. I have been created and programmed by human scientists to operate Eclipse, helping the Eclipsians to thrive.”
“Laudon, would you have been able to… I mean, if a woman needed…” – Archon began, shooting a cautious glance at Jason, a mute plea to know the truth. Jason sighed: “Laudon, please open the door to the Medical Bay.”
The large sliding door opened with a hiss, and Jason walked Archon through the doorway. The large medical bed in the middle of the room looked weird and even scary, but its use was quite obvious.
“Pearl could be saved…” – Archon whined, retreating to the office, followed by Jason. “Archon… Archon, wait!”
“I’m useless…” – Archon sighed, leaning back to the wall, tired – “I’m a total failure. I spent my life teaching the wrong things, and didn’t even know the important ones. My entire life has been meaningless…”
Jason moved in front of him and looked straight at him, smiling with affection: “The wrong things, you say? Why do you think I ventured into the Temple, the first man to come here and talk to Laudon after centuries? I came here because you taught me to think with my own brain. You taught me about Boba-Maiii, but with a hint of doubt that spurred me to search for answers. You chose me, of all the Eclipsians, as your Successor, for the very reason I had doubts. Don’t you see that you taught me exactly what I needed to learn? You’ve been, and still are, my father, my friend, my mentor, my confidant. And even more, if memory serves me right…”
~ Seasoned virility ~
The last words left Jason’s lips in a warm, sensual whisper. He pressed his body on Archon’s, took his bearded face into his hands and gave him a sweet kiss, slow and respectful, but filled with passion. Archon weakly tried to evade Jason’s lips, but his body was already coming to life, his breath quickened, and an unmistakable firmness grew between their crotches pressed against each other.
“What… are you doing…” – Archon weakly objected – “I’m a relic… an old wreck…”
“I’ve always had a soft spot for wrecked old geezers…” – Jason joked, undoing the only button closing Archon’s top and diving his face into his manly, hairy chest. Archon was quickly losing his battle, but he was still weakly fighting: “No… Jason, stop… You’re not anymore the naïve, inexperienced guy I once made love to… Why would a sexy guy like you choose me over Deimos, Rylan, Aric or any other man in Eclipse…?”
Jason raised Archon’s stretch tunic, setting free his beautiful veiny cock, as hard as a rock, and watched it with lustful, admired eyes: “You’re not any man, Archon… You’re a pillar for Eclipse… and I mean in in every possible sense…”
With his last words, Jason engulfed Archon’s cock with his mouth, greedily, lustfully. If ever Archon had feared that Jason was just trying to cheer him up, the guy’s obvious, sincere desire soothed his worries. Whatever objection came to Archon’s mind, it died in his throat when Jason’s head began moving back and forth, applying a strong suction that made Archon gasp for air.
Archon’s cock was anything but a wrecked relic, it throbbed like it had a life of its own, and Archon writhed in pleasure, not only for the powerful sensations radiating from his groin, but because the guy kneeling in front of him, with his passionate, sincere homage, was magically restoring his self-confidence.
Time stopped flowing for Archon. The velvety mouth making love to his manhood brough him on a rollercoaster of sensations, up to the peak of his pleasure, then gently down to let the magic last, over and over, in an endless cycle. Jason definitely wasn’t anymore a naïve inexperienced boy, he knew how to love a man, how to give him everything, and take everything from him. Archon’s heart thumped hard in his chest, and Jason could feel the man's strong heartbeat in his pulsating cock.
The warm, caring lips left Archon’s cock, and the man slowly opened his eyes, silently begging for more. Jason looked up at him smiling with admiration: “I don’t want to ever hear you saying you’re an old wreck, Archon. You have a body that makes many men feel envious, and a mind that no one can be on par with. You have experience, you know life, you know love. And… you know sex.”
“Then don’t stop…” – Archon begged with coarse voice – “Whatever I can give you, I will, just don’t stop…”
Jason quickly tore off his own tunic and leaned back, lying on the cold floor of the office, looking at Archon with shining eyes: “Please, make love to me, Archon… Do you remember that ancient breeding technique you once showed me? Make love to me like that time. Make me feel I’m still your pupil, teach me how a real man makes love…”
Archon almost ripped his stretch tunic while taking it off with rabid moves, making his stiff, thick cock bounce up and down. His gaze was confident again, dominant, and filled with desire. He hurriedly knelt between Jason’s splayed legs… and made a smirk of discomfort: “Fuck… This cold hard floor doesn’t make things easy for me… I wish there was a bed, here, instead of these useless desks and empty shelves…!”
He hadn’t even finished talking when all the furniture of the office disappeared in the thin air, and a comfortable large bed appeared in the middle of the room; close to it, on the floor, there was a small jar of special lube. Even the cold flickering neon light was replaced by a warm, dim diffuse light coming from every direction.
“Laudon!” – Archon exclaimed – “I… I forgot you were here!”
“I’m here, I’m everywhere” – the calm faceless voice replied.
“And… uhm… can you actually see us?”
“I sense anxiety in your voice, Archon. Yes, in this room I can see you. But if you are embarrassed by your exterior look or what you’re doing, I can tell you that according to the physical stats stored in my memory banks, Jason is right: your body and your manly vigor can definitely make many male Eclipsians feel envious. Do you want me to temporarily deactivate myself, so to give you some privacy?”
Archon shot a confident, almost predatory glance to Jason and replied, grinning: “No, Laudon, you can watch to your heart’s content…”
He quickly climbed onto the bed, pulling Jason by hand, and reached down to the jar of lube. “You’re still my pupil, my sweet Jason. And maybe I’m going to teach you something you still don’t know…”
With rapt eyes filled with desire, Jason held his bent legs with his hands, offering his most guarded portal to the man he admired most. He was not lying earlier: he truly admired Archon, his experience, his knowledge of the human mind, his empathy. And was fascinated by his body, still chiseled and muscular, as if Archon wasn’t sixty-four, but thirty years younger.
Archon dipped two fingers of his right hand into the slick lube, and then, much to Jason’s puzzlement, did the same with his left hand. “I see from your eyes that no one had ever done this to you…” – Archin mused, with a proud grin – “Good, apparently this old wreck still has a few tricks up his sleeve…”
Archon clasped his hands together, palm against palm, fingers intertwined, holding both his index fingers straight, and pointed to Jason’s anus; he glanced at Jason with a knowing grin: “You’re not a virgin boy anymore, you can take two fingers, to start with, right?”
“To… start with?” – Jason cautiously asked, his fleeting worry quickly fading into an irrepressible desire.
“Mm-hmm…”
There was a restrained amusement, an underlying confidence in Archon’s voice that made Jason smile: Archon was again in charge, the mentor, the experienced man taking care of his boy. But Jason’s smile faded into a gasp of surprise when Archon’s fingers pierced his hole at once, slick and warm, but also determined and demanding.
~ Stretched out ~
At first, Archon just twisted his clamped hands, making the straight fingers gyrate into Jason’s hole, spreading the lube all around; after a short while, his hands stopped, and he looked straight at Jason with an amused half-smile. His index fingers bent at the knuckles, keeping the tips touching, the joints separating, prying open Jason’s anal ring. Jason gasped, feeling like Archon’s two fingers had become many, stretching his ass in a surprising –and definitely delightful– way.
Keeping the fingers bent, Archon rotated again his hands, giving to the quivering anus a strong massage from inside. “Feels good, uh?” – Archon asked with an urchin grin, and Jason nodded eagerly: “Where did you learn that?”
“There was a girl, long ago… She loved to have her ass stretched good… I wonder if you can take what I used to give her…”
Jason was not sure, but he was willing to try anything Archon wanted to give him. Even if that long-lost lover was a girl. Especially if it was a girl!
“I take it as a ‘yes’”, Archon mused, dipping his fingers again into the slick lube. He took again position at Jason’s entrance, and pushed his fingers in… but this time the fingers were four, two couples. Jason gasped for air, but he could cope with the intrusion, as long as Archon kept the fingers straight. But when Archon flexed them, pressing on his anal ring from inside, Jason groaned.
“Too much?”
“No… Please don’t stop… It’s insane… Just give me a moment to adjust to the thickness…”
Archon chuckled, flashing an urchin grin: “Oh, but the best part of this technique is this…”
The bent fingers straightened, then bent again, over and over, like they were pulsating inside Jason’s hole. Jason went crazy: “God, it’s insane! Mmmhh… Ggghh… Yes… yes! Wider…!”
The older man sighed lustfully: “Yeah… that girl always reacted the same way… And back then I was painfully hard as much as I’m now, eager to explore your warm depths…”
“Then fuck me, Archon… Please… Please!”
“Not yet, you still have to try this…”
Archon dipped again his fingers into the lube, and when the fingers pierced again Jason’s anus, there were six. Jason felt stretched like never before, and could take those many fingers only because the wondrous ‘pulsating’ with four fingers had loosened him wide enough.
He locked eyes with Archon: “You.. are not going to flex them… right?”
Archon didn’t reply, he held Jason’s gaze and slowly gyrated his straight fingers into Jason’s ass, spreading more lube. Jason’s eyes were filled with an utterly erotic mix of anxiety and desire: “Did… that girl… take six bending fingers? Is it even possible?”
“We’ll soon know” – Archon replied with an amused grin, and began flexing his fingers, parting his knuckles. The outward pressure was unbelievable, not only on the anal ring, but inside, too. It felt like a huge cock, but alive, pulsating like a live thing. “Gggghh…” – Jason groaned, gritting his teeth, and Archon relented a bit, continuously checking on the guy to be sure not to hurt him. When Jason relaxed, the insane ‘pumping’ went on, every time a bit larger, stretching Jason’s hole like never before.
“I… I need you… Please fuck me…” – Jason begged, lost into his personal Nirvana, spreading his legs even more, almost obscenely. Archon withdrew his hands and reclined over Jason, chest against chest, his cock pointed to Jason’s loosened hole. Archon’s hands slid under Jason’s back and grabbed his shoulders, locking him in an inescapable grip. The ancient breeding position.
Jason knew what to expect, and yet the sudden, almost brutal impalement forced a choked ‘Ooof!’ out of his lips. Archon’s hips slowly moved back, stood still for a moment, and then sprang forward again, his cock invading Jason’s chute down to his deepest depths. And if the force of the penetration wasn’t enough, the strong fingers gripping his shoulders pulled him toward Archon’s groin, almost doubling the potency of the impact.
Archon knew that after such long loosening and thorough lubrication Jason could take that treatment in stride, and smiled with pride, hearing him moan loud for the overwhelming pleasure.
“You own me… You own me…” – Jason blubbered, shaken by the powerful thrusts, and once again he thought that many men in Eclipse would’ve been envious of Archon’s powerful virility.
“You’re your own man” – Archon replied, panting, about to reach his climax – “But I’m going to breed you, boy… deep… ooohh… I’m going to fill you with manly essence… Yes… nnngghh… YES!”
“Don’t cum inside!!” – Jason suddenly screamed, jolted out of his sexual torpor – “Please, not inside…!”
Archon groaned loud, threw his head back and pulled out with visible effort. He stood upright on his knees holding his throbbing cock, his entire body flexing in the excruciating moment of the orgasm, and shot a powerful plume of seed that streaked Jason’s torso, and then another, and another. The vision of the virile, seasoned man cumming that way was too much to bear for Jason: he grabbed his own stiff dick and with no more than a couple strokes he exploded.
When he opened his eyes, after the orgasm had trailed off, Archon was looking at him with a mix of sadness and puzzlement: “You… didn’t want my seed inside you?”
“Forgive me, Archon… I didn’t mean… I did want your seed, I want everything from you! But… I don’t know… lately I’ve started feeling different… When I’m making love with a man other then Deimos, at the last moment I feel that having their seed inside me is not… right. I don’t know why I feel that. Are you angry with me?”
“Angry?” – Archon smiled tenderly, laying down next to Jason and watching him into the eye – “Can I ever be angry with the one guy who makes me feel alive, young, manly? Never. But it’s weird…”
“I think it began when Laudon modified my DNA, adding parts of my mother’s DNA. I started feeling different, I feel more empathic, I’m more sensible, my emotions seem heightened. And… something inside me doesn’t want to be bred by a man. By anyone but Deimos. But it’s silly, I’m a man, I can’t get pregnant or something…”
“You love Deimos, and Deimos alone” – Archon commented, with a fatherly tone, and Jason shook his head, smiling tenderly: “I love you, too. I truly do. It’s a different kind of love, but I love you.”
“And I love you” – Archon replied, giving a tender kiss on Jason’s lips. After his incredible display of sexual prowess, he felt tired and rested his head on the pillow: “Say… Do you think we can stay here for a while? Or Laudon is going to take back the bed and leave us on the cold floor?”
As a silent reply, the lights dimmed, letting the two men resting into each other’s arms.
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